I stare. I stare. I stare.
You have to feel my gaze. It has to burn.
But again you prove me right when I say that I'm invisible. You don't even see me.
Its not like I think you are going to fall in love with me immediately, but at least a glance would be very much appreciated.
At least I wouldn't be sitting here, alone in my room, thinking what so many girls have thought before me and will think after:
What's wrong with me?
Why am I all alone?
And there's a place for us, you know the movie song. When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?